Last Night’s Dreams:
I’m at a convention displaying my comics & some guy lets his kid pull down my display & break it. The he says it’s no big deal, his kid does stuff like this all the time & he’ll give me $50 to fix it. I tell him I don’t need his money, I need him & his kid do the 100 hours of work it took to build the damn thing.

I’m helping clean my grandmother after she’s crapped her pants & she’s trying to help & I’m just trying to keep her from putting her hands in her own shit.